For the sake of the deal, Ann Herbert finally held her tongue.
"Mr. Wang, as I've said, we're truly sorry about what happened. But because of the pressure from public opinion here, I'm afraid we can't issue a public apology."
"However, we can compensate you in many more practical ways. If you're willing to sign with us, Mr. Wang, we can offer you excellent terms personally, and we'll also do plenty of other things to benefit China."
"For example, we have a program to sponsor Chinese students studying abroad, as well as a program to train a certain number of Chinese descendants each year and recommend them for positions. If we sign with you, I'm sure we can implement these programs without a hitch."
Those last two points did pique Wang Yi's interest.
If he signed with them, it would be a good thing for many Chinese students studying abroad.
Still, his interest lasted only a moment.
Then he shook his head and flatly refused.
"Sorry, but if you won't issue a public apology, I absolutely won't sign with you. That's my bottom line."
Then Wang Yi added, "But those two suggestions you just mentioned are quite practical. Thanks."
With that, Wang Yi stood up.
He patted his backside and left.
He really did slap his butt twice, then swept out of the room with a grand flourish.
The three of them were left staring at one another.
Ranadave sighed and shook his head.
He glanced at Ann, said goodbye, and left.
Ann could tell that Ranadave's glance had carried a deeper meaning.
It was as if he were saying, "You brought this on yourselves with your own stupidity."
Xiao Hua still wore the smile that seemed permanently fixed on his face.
"Ms. Herbert, I think there's still a chance